Going To Graceland

A little while back, a friend and I decided to take a trip to Graceland, basically just to see the sights and to say we've been. It took a full day there so we stayed the night and left the next day, but this time we took our time going home. We were still pretty far away when it got dark, so we stopped for another night at a hotel.

We started getting settled in for the night, took our showers and just put on a t-shirt to stay comfy. For a couple of hours we just laid in our beds watching TV and talking, bare between our legs. Eventually I passed out first, and I guess she turned in not long after. The next thing I knew, I woke up in the middle of the night and I could hear something buzzing. It took me a couple of minutes for my eyes to adjust, but I looked over and saw her with the sheets kicked off, naked in bed moving a vibrator in and out, and I didn't even know she brought it.

Just watching her started getting me wet, and I knew I needed to cum too. I rolled onto my back and started rubbing myself under the sheets, and surprisingly, she didn't stop. At this point I didn't care, pulled off the sheets and my shirt, spread out and started masturbating openly. There we were, naked in a hotel room in the dark, both working towards an orgasm. She was obviously going to cum first because she had help, and I knew she was getting close when she started breathing heavily. They got shorter and faster, and all of a sudden she took a deep breath, squirmed around and let out a low 'unghh' sound. The vibe then shut off and she stayed still.

I wasn't feeling it yet so I started jamming my finger in and out, trying to brush my g-spot. I really don't know how long it took me, but my vagina started tightening up, so I worked at it with both hands, bringing my orgasm closer and closer. When I was right on the edge, I couldn't help but start saying 'oh, oh, oh' and bouncing my butt on the bed. When it hit me, I squeezed the sheets between my toes and said 'ohhh yeessss' as my orgasm swept over me.

It took me a couple minutes to finally relax, but after I did, I heard her whisper 'so how was it?' 'That felt so good, how about you?' 'It felt better than sex.' We giggled and rolled back over, falling back asleep almost instantly. The next morning when we rolled out of bed naked, we laughed again and I said I was going to masturbate again, which made her go again too. This time, we both just used our hands and had fantastic orgasms.

It hasn't happened again since we got home, but we talk about our masturbating all the time.